rain's been falling for days now I think we're in Belgium - though some say it's France You'd like the Captain - he seems like a nice man He says that
s on the buckle Got more now than them few G's when I hustle Spanish broad with them two D's like I love you But sexy lady it was nice to know you gotta
I gotta do, doing what we wanna do Off into my walked dawn missions, why? 'Cos the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by Only nice in the days
it's true You want all the money and the price of fame Ride to glory on another man's name Now there's a lesson here for you You'd better slow down
me to find a top contender just to spar some peep the exterior and believe inferior next ya know they callin for a sound bwoy burial D&D Studio B wicked
care Like when the cupboard is empty Or there's no food in the Frigidaire I'm a page from the end of the story No closer to my hope and glory Just a
act like Big Remember when Big told y'all Get Money Remember when Big said play them niggas like dummies Check it If I could separate all the game from the glory I'd
.I.G. Remember when Big told ya'll "Get Money" Remember when Big said play them niggas like dummies, check it If I could separate all the game from the glory I'd
Livin' off borrowed time, the clock tick faster That'd be the hour they knock the slick blaster Dick Dastardly and Muttley with sick laughter A gun fight
And though the player still pretends In mausoleums, on painted walls The tale of those who'd have it all The slave of glory's lost demands To always
mile to who? Come on guys chill I'd be happy to die for a taste of what Angel had Someone to live for, unafraid to say I love you All your words are nice
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lock shit How you stoppin, mega popular, modern mobster Joe Mafia, Jay got me in bicolulars {Myalansky} Yo snatch run, shoot out, chicken nights how's nice
off, i won't mention him, i only respect 1 fab, n im friends wit him, Phonte back'd out, niccas pump'd cents in him, they wen't pump'd slugs in my little
the greatest on the court And I'm the greatest on the verse Going for the 4th ring like it was his first Gotta get the bling Do it for Kareem! 24 (two-four) so nice
[MF Doom] Livin' off borrowed time, the clock tick faster That'd be the hour they knock the slick blaster Dick Dastardly and Muttley with sick laughter
penance It don't make no sense, what happened to the loyalty? Honor amongst crooks, trust amongst royalty I'd rather go out in a blaze, than give 'em the glory
I'm allowed to guide their train to visit you in Rome. I am sick of preachers telling to be plain while you got it nice in here. They'd better feel ashamed